Start Being a Vassal King Today - Chapter 438

[Chapter 438 New Enmity, Old Enmity]

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Ma’s mansion is now the temporary residence of Emperor Zhao Heng.

At this moment, the wind is blowing, and there are scattered snowflakes in the sky.

In the pavilion by the pond in the courtyard, Zhao Heng and Xiao Shishi sat opposite each other.

The food on the table was cold, and the wine was untouched.

The two of them lost the love interest they used to have, and they both had a sad look on their faces.

“Boom boom boom…”

There was the sound of cannons outside the city, and Xiao Shishi’s body couldn’t help trembling.

Thinking that Beidi was attacking the city, and thinking of the prosperity and comfort of the capital, Xiao Shishi couldn’t help sobbing.

Zhao Heng’s expression was panicked because of the continuous sound of artillery.

If it was before, he would definitely hold Xiao Shishi in his arms, comforting her heart and soul.

But now, he can’t bring up any interest.

Xiao Shishi needs comfort, why doesn’t he, the emperor, need comfort.

“Boom boom boom…” The roar of the artillery reminded me of the sound of soldiers fighting at the top of the city.

Xiao Shishi asked tremblingly, “Your Majesty, do you think King Yan will come to rescue us? If he doesn’t come, what should we do?”

Zhao Heng was stunned for a while.

In this personal conquest, in order not to steal the limelight for King Yan, he deliberately excluded King Yan from the Northern Expeditionary Army.

I didn’t expect to have to rely on King Yan now.

Now, he would rather King Yan steal his limelight.

As long as Yan Wang can come to rescue him, it will be fine.

“The king of Yan is far away in Yanzhou. Even if the troops are rectified, it will take at least ten days. I can only pray that Old General Yang can last for more than ten days.” Zhao Heng sighed.

at the same time.

In the courtyard next door to Yuan’s mansion, the second prince was sighing.

He looked at Zhao Heng’s yard for a while, and at the direction of the city wall for a while.

“If I had known today, I would have come.” The second prince stomped his feet.

Thinking that now the first prince is living in a very comfortable way in the capital supervising the country, he felt even more uncomfortable.

The most important thing is that if they can’t hold on in the end, he and his father Zhao Heng will fall into the hands of Beidi people.

Isn’t it logical that the First Prince inherits the Great Tradition?

“Really!” The second prince stomped his feet again, almost crying.

When Zhao Heng and the second prince complained about themselves, Yang Feng was supervising the battle on the city wall.

After he arrived in Xiancheng, within a day, Beidi’s army followed him.

Beidi, Xiliang, and Ma Jin are the same as when they attacked Yongcheng.

Set up camp on all sides of Xiancheng.

The snow-white tents are like thick snow in winter covering the surrounding area of Xiancheng.

Afterwards, Beidi placed the artillery in front of the camp and blasted the city gate and the damaged parts of the city wall.

There is a great intention to knock down the city wall.

It’s just that in his opinion, although Beidi is attacking the city, it seems to be somewhat reserved.

With such a huge advantage, there is no intention of taking Xiancheng as soon as possible.

Realizing this, he broke out in a cold sweat.

“Oops, I’m afraid this time the old man will harm King Yan.” At that time, a voice flashed in his mind.

It was Zhao Heng who reminded King Yan to come to the rescue.

If King Yan really came, he would have fallen into Mu Lehongzhen’s trap.

It’s just that in the current crisis, if he doesn’t ask King Yan for help, who else can he ask for help?

As long as the news that Emperor Zhao Heng was trapped in Xiancheng by Beidi came out.

I’m afraid that the princes and powerful clans of the capital will not come to rescue, and there will be a bloody battle for the throne.

“King Yan, you still don’t want to come, if you don’t come, Dasong has you, there is still hope, but if you are defeated by Beidi, who will hold back Beidi in the future?” Yang Feng read.

After realizing this, he was very conflicted.

He also expected King Yan to lead the troops, but he didn’t want King Yan to come.

When Yang Feng was worried, there was a lot of chaos in the Beidi camp because of the arrival of a group of cavalry.

“What, Enke is dead!”

In the center of the northern camp, there was a tent that was much larger than the other camps.

This is Mule Hongzhen’s camp.

When the news of the cavalry came from the east, Mu Lehong stood up from his chair in shock, his lips trembling slightly.

“The king of Yan is too despicable. He sent cavalry into the grassland of our Black Iron King’s Tent, massacred the people of the Black Iron King’s Tent, and plundered our cattle and sheep.

” In the king’s tent, the king led the troops to fight, but was injured by something flying in the sky, and when he was sent to the Khan Court for treatment, the king couldn’t stand up and died.” The cavalry said while crying.

“Things flying in the sky?” Mu Lehong was really furious, but when he heard this, he suddenly felt that the cavalry seemed to be lying.

Something flying in the sky killed Enke, which is simply a fantasy.

“Yes, Khan, this thing is on fire, like blown sheepskin.” The cavalry worried that Mu Lehong would not believe it, and explained carefully, “This thing also belongs to King Yan.”

Mu Lehong’s eyes were vacillating, and the cavalry said It was too strange.

He couldn’t believe it all.

Thinking of this, he said to Tiemu Tower: “You immediately send a team of cavalry to investigate the Black Iron King’s Tent Grassland, and then send another team to Khan Court to confirm Enke’s body.”

Tiemu Tower answered yes and turned around leave.

Then he ordered the cavalry to be detained temporarily, waiting for conclusive news.

After Tiemu Pagoda left, he sat down slowly, his face as gloomy as water.

His younger brother Kutu died in the hands of King Yan, and if what the cavalry said was true, his nephew also died in the hands of King Yan.

Kutu is his most beloved younger brother, otherwise he would not have handed over the Black Iron King Tent to him.

He was stern and selfless, and he reprimanded Kutu only for the overall situation of Beidi.

After Kutu’s death, every night, when he thought of him, his heart ached.

Now, Kutu’s only son is also dead.

This is tantamount to cutting off Kutu’s lineage.

How will he face his father when his soul returns to Changshengtian in the future.

“King Yan, it’s King Yan again!” Mu Lehong really clenched his fists, his nails piercing the palm of his hand with blood.

Looking to the east, Mu Le Hongzhen said: “King Yan, your father is in my hands. It depends on whether you come to save me. If you save me, I will kill you with your army. If you don’t save me, I will kill you.” Although it’s a bit late, your death is not far away.”

He had already had a mature plan in his mind.

When King Yan came to rescue him, it was tantamount to jumping into his trap.

It turns out that it is actually simple not to come.

He will capture Zhao Heng and bring him back to the grassland.

The rule of Dasong is that a country cannot live without a king.

If the emperor is captured, a new emperor will definitely be elected in Dasong.

At that time, he will use Zhao Heng to threaten the new king and force the new king to attack King Yan.

Otherwise, he would send Zhao Heng back, and the new emperor would have to submit in order to keep his throne.

At that time, King Yan will be alone and helpless.

Maybe Da Song’s new throne will join hands with him to get rid of King Yan.

“Yan Wang Zhao Xu, this time I want to see how you break through the net I have laid.” Mu Lehong really snorted heavily.

Then, he got up and left the tent, looking towards Xiancheng.

Emperor Da Song could not escape from his grasp.

(end of this chapter)